| He’s a junior
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| Star of his hometown team
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| Got the grades, got the girl, got it all so it seems
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| Those big game lights in his eyes
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| Never felt so alive, so wild, so free
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| Now the fall has come and gone
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| He’s got his country colours on
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| Sitting there in the drive with his dad
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| And he says…
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| When the stars line on up
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| And you finally strike gold
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| When the pressure’s way too much
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| But the diamond starts to show
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| When your prayers get answered
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| God’s plan unfolds
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| Now don’t you forget to…
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| Make mistakes, lose your way
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| Get some dirt on your boots
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| Call your mom, write your friends
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| Ones that were there for you
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| Remember all of them people
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| When your dreams come true
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| Now don’t you forget your roots
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| She has seen him
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| Giving his heart to the game
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| Every night paid the price now he’s finally got a break
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| Calls home saying 'Mom we’ve been dreaming 'bout this day.'
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| Tears streaming down his face
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| Through the phone and his momma she says…
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| When the stars line on up
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| And you finally strike gold
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| When the pressure’s way too much
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| But the diamond starts to show
|
| When your prayers get answered
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| God’s plan unfolds
|
| Now don’t you forget to…
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| Make mistakes, lose your way
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| Get some dirt on your boots
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| Call your mom, write your friends
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| Ones that were there for you
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| Remember all of them people
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| When your dreams come true
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| Now don’t you forget your roots
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| Oh, now don’t you forget your roots
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| Oh
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| When the stars line on up
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| And you finally strike gold
|
| When the pressure’s way too much
|
| But the diamond starts to show
|
| When your prayers get answered
|
| God’s plan unfolds
|
| Now don’t you forget to…
|
| Make mistakes, lose your way
|
| Get some dirt on your boots
|
| Call your mom, write your friends
|
| Ones that were there for you
|
| Remember all of them people
|
| When your dreams come true
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| Now don’t you forget your roots
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| Now don’t you forget your roots |